Everybody has wrong days where things go wrong so here is a list of my ‘wrongs’ for today.
No internet connection when I turned on the computer this morning. Had flash backs to the last time my service provider was ‘helpful’ – off line for eight days.
The Sunday Age was not delivered this Monday morning (don’t ask, it’s complicated). Popped into the newsagency off the mountain and they had one Sunday Age left. Grabbed that and discovered there was no TV guide or magazine with The Age. Not happy.
I arrived at my colleague’s place for an appointment at 9.30am. He wasn’t home so I rang his mobile and discovered he was admitted into hospital the previous night (he’s recovering and due out soon).
My car started to splutter and threatened to stop in the middle of a busy road. I thought it may have been an empty tank so I nursed it to a garage where I paid top dollar for petrol. I started it up and it still kept spluttering and I very slowly drove it to my mechanic whose garage was nearby. It was only firing on five cylinders, caused by a loose lead – he taped it and my sixth cylinder fired up. Hmm, you can never have enough cylinders can you?
I followed instructions from ‘someone who knows’ and tried to find the window frame factory. Got lost in transit. Even the cafe down the road had never heard of the factory. Then got stuck behind a semi trailer truck backing into a driveway.
My supermarket ran out of my favourite one minute stir fry vegetable pack. Had to find a subsititute. Not good enough. I need my one miunte stir fry vegetable pack to make a proper Spud’a’Rama (beautiful). To add insult to injury they didn’t even have a fresh loaf of Turkish bread which is essential for ‘Spud’a’Rama.
Six wrongs in four hours is a record for me. I suppose I shouldn’t complain because I have my health and there are other people worse off than me.
Then again there are still nine hours to go before today ends.
Anyway, enough about me, how was your day?
Footnote: To be honest there were some good things that happened but I’ve excluded them because I didn’t want to ruin a ‘good story’.